‘I broke in. She could even think of what had happened. She turned there and beckoned. She forgot Anna’s sacrifices, forgot her own callousness, forgot the burden which she had fastened upon her sister’s shoulders. ’ She frowned suddenly. ’ ‘Of Leonardo? Yes, I will tell you. He glanced up at the coachman. She had been obliged to spend the night in that fateful bedchamber, the faithful Kimble—who had foraged at a nearby inn, bringing back a large pie and a jug of porter for his mistress—guarding the door outside. "It was some time before I could get him to move. He smiled grandly; she could feel the radiance of his approval from across the wedding table.
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